Wind hovering over the water
The invisible moving the visible
Lord I step into your breathing
Feeling the movement of yourself
I am invited to be loved.
You are the living, moving Spirit in me.
Your offering hand to live in your unraveling healing
is what I need so badly.
The Living Moving Spirit, is you Father.
It's you, that loves this raggedy, grungy kid,
so unlovely, you see me as beloved.
Accepting your invitation I move with you.
Your presence clothes me in dazzling colors.
Your extravagant love holds the gaze of my heart
as I am loved and loved and loved.
Oh Wind of the Living Spirit let's live together, forever.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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